She went on to win six of the ten races we ran before everyone decided to scatter and try other games.Ashley made sure to stay near me at all times. I... we played a game that only allowed one person to play at a time she would stand behind me with her arms around my waist. At one point I tried a one person driving game and wound up with her sitting on my lap and facing me as I tried to maneuver. It was one of my worst performances ever on that game, but we left the booth with huge smiles on our. Theother one was to have a simple enema while drinking a bottle of white wine.She didn't need strapping down. The mistress was only needed to make sure thebags and the flow was right and the sub didn't pull out the plug or the lineand go to the toilet too soon. Also, that the pathetic woman in her fiftiesdrank every drop of her wine. The pathetic woman was a friend of her mothersand she took particular delight in knowing that she was being paid on a regularbasis to be mean to her. She was being. She was a tall redhead with nice voluptuous tits and long legs, a big mouth with full lips, the kind you want to kiss as soon as you see them. And big eyes. Always smiling and happy.Behind her apartments was a garage where all the residents did their laundry and occasionally I would do mine there too. So I'm at home alone one day and I see Linda walking down the street on her way home. She had two well dressed black men with her and I watch as they all entered into her building. I noticed that. There is some sinister mystery here. Were I more proficient in the sorcerer’s arts, I would be able to pass through the wall, as once; I had witnessed my father do. For now the hidden door must remain a mystery. As often happens, lines from Menkeret’s sacred canticle now enter my mind. When this occurs, my people believe, it is divine revelation, although the god’s meaning is seldom clear. Darkness! By the heart of night unequaled; Sullen wasteland of my tormented soul, Where I and I alone.